Judge Dredd

This world unravels many stories and tragedies. This world holds a million facts and mysteries. There's no threshold that can lead humanity to the limits of mortality. ======== Dimension, time, and matter are a unified element that balances the universe. What limits them is the human mind itself. However, in essence, many things exist and even coexist with our world—something far beyond our comprehension or that has existed for a long time but whose presence isn't acknowledged. On the surface, life appears to proceed normally, but only a select few know what lies behind the curtain. This is the beginning of a story: about finding life amid the veins, about controlling fire in piles of dry leaves, and about understanding norms among billions of people. Who are these individuals being referred to? Are they humans with special abilities? Yet, known as saviors and benevolent heroes akin to a Just Queen, could it be that they are hidden from society? Or perhaps they are the ones who conceal themselves. If so, it's fitting that they call BIN Bhayangkara their home, more so than where they originated. ========= "Welcome to the threshold of death" — those are the words they'll utter before someone is dragged away from justice and laws they consider merely ink on paper.

After the nuclear war, the world was controlled by twenty mega-corporations that established a global government. Governed by AI, it judged everything. Gao Xin, who had only wished to live a peaceful life, inexplicably became a scapegoat for the elite and, unable to pay the imprisonment fee, was sentenced to ten years of exile on Crime Prison Island! On this island, there were no laws, no constraints, the only order being the numerous game arenas set up by the officials. The criminals could only participate like racehorses for the entertainment of the elite. Yet, on this prison island filled with Radiation, cyborgs, and many powerful villains, Gao Xin had no strength, no talent, and no background—like a sheep thrown into a crocodile pool, no different from being on death row. How could an ordinary person like him survive under the oppression of the strong, the geniuses, and the wicked? Unless in this world, there was a path, a path that allowed even the weakest to continuously break their shackles.

"So what if it's a beast apocalypse?" "So what if many have died?" "So what if I've made enemies with beings I can't even fathom the strength of?" "All of that doesn't matter. I will definitely survive this apocalypse with my students!" Muku spoke to himself as he alone faced an army of thousands of beasts ready to tear him apart. His body was bathed in a greyish shining armour, a large imposing sword resting in his hand. His grey eyes fiercely staring at the beasts. "I will survive this..." He whispered to himself one more time. BOOM! With a mighty jump, he was in front of the beast horde. Whether he'd survive it or not... (For those who want to know. Nothing 18+ will happen with anyone below 18 years. And this is not a smut so at least read a few chapters before judging it. Or you can just ignore it completely. Just don't call it what it's not please)

A reincarnation story that is a remastered version of my Pococha Choose Your Own Adventure story, this version was written by an AI after it read and believes it improved upon my story, I'll let you be the judge of that.

In a world of cultivation, Destiny is what truly defines the path ways and the heavens judge good from evil. There is one mortal whose path is filled with evil and is destined for ruin.... Yin Wuixe, the demon child, his destiny is to be born in evil and bring ruin but he rejects his destiny and vows to destroy the heavens for the life they gave him but all does not come easy when heaven sends their warrior to kill him to prevent his future growth. It worked but not fully, for from the fall of the demon came a saint.... Lan Wu, half of Wuixe soul that was made pure, now trapped within his own body, Wuixe will do anything to get his revenge, even if it means destroying his own soul. The journey of a saint and a demon, Ying and Yang, when evil is the one destined to survive and later be feared by all.... as the heavenly demon.

Shortly before his 1000th reincarnation, the god who forced his work onto him warns the judge of worlds “Things will be different this time, this is the end". Whilst concerned about the tone used, the judge is quickly distracted upon his arrival in the latest world. Finding himself in the company of a woman, who declares that she has been sent as his trainee, he quickly grows suspicious of her identity and motives. His confidence in his own abilities leads him to pretend he doesn't notice the many holes in her story, deciding to keep her close where he can keep an eye on her, whilst teaching her the basics of the role they now shared. The god's warning is proven true however, events quickly spiral out of control and the judge learns that he can't even rely on himself. Recovered memories bring revelations, leaving him without purpose, but granting him freedom. Can he come to terms with the things he has done? Can he accept the things he learns? Can he enjoy the newfound freedom, or was it only granted because he had no future?

Terror in Resonants In a fractured world where rifts to the underworld bleed into city streets, salvation doesn’t come from gods — it comes from code. When portals tear open across the Human Realm, spilling demons, forgotten gods, and things without names, only Resonants — humans marked and modified by the AI known as Sovereign — can fight back. Malakai Apolix is no savior. Just a homeless teen from the slums, more used to silence than survival. But when he's chosen to enter the Nynxreach Institute and face the Dream Trials, everything changes. The Trials don’t test strength. They judge soulprint, burden, memory. And Sovereign doesn’t just grant power — it records. It evolves. It remembers. Fail the trial, and you're erased. Pass — and you're something else entirely. Not quite human. Not quite free. But the only thing standing between this world and extinction.

Public Post Addressing Stephen Hawking’s Legacy To Stephen Hawking, Or to anyone who believes they can define us by names we did not choose: There’s a difference between “soul” and “sole”—one is the essence that makes us who we are, the other is simply what we stand on. For too long, we have been judged by labels, names, and systems that never held themselves to the standards they demanded of us. We are more than the names given to us, more than the stories told about us, and more than the reputations pinned on us by a world that never truly saw us. We are not animals to be tamed, judged, or driven to extinction by ignorance or cruelty. We are human beings—each with a soul, each with value, each with the right to exist and be respected. If you cannot see that, the choice is yours: remain blind, or open your eyes. This is our declaration: We will no longer be defined by the judgments of others. Our will, our existence, and our dignity matter—whether you acknowledge it or not. If you cannot respect us, then step aside. We are breaking free from the chains of your judgment. To everyone reading this: We all matter. We all have a soul. And we will not be silenced or erased by anyone’s ignorance or prejudice. Choose respect. Choose humanity. Or choose the door.

Penelope is reincarnated into a book she read as a kid — as Penelope Ashdown. The first thing she sees when she wakes up? A judge. An audience. Turns out, she’s on trial for the long list of crimes Ashdown had committed. And regardless of the verdict, she's scheduled to die in a week on her way to prison. Being a doctor in her past life doesn't help. Belonging to a powerful noble house doesn't help. Being rumored to have magical powers definitely doesn't help. Her only shot at survival? Vicious wit and a lucky encounter with a nobleman so beloved by society, they’ve never bothered to check what he really is.

In the darkest hour of the Imperium’s history, when the galaxy is split by the Great Rift and traitors howl from the warp, a second miracle arises within the Imperium. From the depths of a sealed vault beneath the Imperial Palace, untouched by time, guarded by stasis fields, Caelion Vechtar, the Lost Primarch of the XI Legion, awakens. For ten thousand years, his name and Legion was erased. His purpose forgotten. Yet the God-Emperor had never forsaken him. In a time beyond hope, Caelion has been returned by the will of the God-Emperor to judge, and to restore the Imperium. Roboute Guilliman, burdened with impossible duty, sees in his brother not a rival, but the very blade the Emperor withheld for humanity’s final trial and as his long lost brother. Follow Caelion Vechtar the long lost Primarch of the XI legion as he raises the Imperium to new heights.

Yang Qing sighed as he gazed upon the black building that stood tall piercing the skies above with an inviolable aura around it. "The Order sure is black-hearted," he angrily thought as he made his way into the building begrudgingly. The building could be considered his home away from home and a source of endless grief for him due to its unforgiving working hours. The building housed the courtrooms of the Cultivation Order Society, an organization founded to maintain a semblance of order in the ruthless cultivation world of the southern continent who if left to their own devices would sink the whole continent to the ground. Due to how impetuous cultivators were, the cases never stopped. "Yi Jie, what do we have today?" "Two cultivators at the palace realm fought over a treasure and destroyed half of the territory of the blue deer kingdom in their fight, A rogue cultivator is suing the owner of the falling meteor blacksmith shop for selling him a faulty saber that keeps attracting lightning tribulations. A cultivator suffering from pill poisoning is blaming it on the white hilltop restaurant as he suspects they are feeding their spirit beasts pills to make them bigger and fatter. And the last case is 500 families are suing a cultivator by the name of Ren Fu for being negligent as a husband and a father whilst also pilfering their resources dry as he moves from place to place.," Awkward silence ensues........... Join me as we follow Yang Qing in his role as a judge in the Cultivation Order Society with cases and troubles that never seem to end. Fair warning the story has multiple POVs. Re-edited chapter (50/50) Second milestone (79/150) All support matters whether it's power stones, comments, reviews, golden tickets, subscriptions, or those who buy privilege chapters or even lurking readers..I welcome all your support in whatever format it comes in and I thank you for it, It really does mean a lot, especially to rookie authors like myself.

The ancient traditions and sacred rituals of Yamaoka village determine the fate of its people while Hikari Tsukimura, the 9th kanshisha. carries the inherited power of the Kanshisha who judges souls. Her heart-scanning talent enables her to enforce justice with absolute determination. When Hakari succumbs to forbidden magic her ingrained sense of duty becomes entangled with family loyalty in an unprecedented manner. Hakari who used to take pride in his warrior status and his place as his father’s successor now feels deep bitterness because he never received the power that belonged to him. Desperate to carve his own path, he turns to a long-forgotten relic: The Immortal Mask is a legendary artifact said to bestow divine power to its wearer at an exorbitant price. The creeping corruption of the forbidden magic consumes Hakari's body and mind and transforms him into a dark figure that replaces the boy Hikari once cherished with something monstrous. Hikari learns the terrifying origin story of the mask when he discovers an ancient evil awakening under what was believed to be the deserted ruins of Kurohana Village. She sets off on a mission to prevent her brother's transformation into an irredeemable force as her warning beads glow and past Arbiters whisper guidance to her. Hikari faces both Hakari’s expanding strength and her own internal uncertainty as she tries to stop him. Will she be able to pull him back from the brink or is he already beyond salvation? As war looms, family fractures, and corruption threatens to consume them all. Even its the cost of Hikari immortal. Even its cost everything. Hikari must make an impossible choice. Save her brother—or judge him.

Eighteen Floors. Eighteen Sins. One Final Judgment. Lin Mo awakens inside a twisted maze with no memory and only one rule: survive. "Welcome to the Maze of 18 Floors. Each floor is built from your sins. Conquer them—or perish." In a psychological death game where each trial mirrors a hidden guilt or forgotten crime, Lin Mo must navigate grotesque illusions, cruel puzzles, and moral choices that test the limits of his sanity. Along the way, he meets: – A gentle girl who claims to know him, – A madman who thrives on chaos, – And a voice that calls itself “The Judge.” But as the truth unfolds, Lin Mo is forced to confront the most terrifying question: What if the greatest monster… is himself? Floor by floor, the path to redemption—or damnation—awaits.

Summoned. Judged. Thrown away. Dominic Mendez, a calm genius with a powerful bloodline, was dragged from Earth into a world of magic and war. But while others were welcomed as heroes, he was deemed powerless… and exiled beyond the empire's walls. Alone in a cursed land, broken and starving—he should’ve died. Instead, he awakened something ancient. A divine system that had been waiting. Now, with the Nexis System bound to his soul, Dominic begins a path no one saw coming — wielding elemental forces, unlocking godlike stats, and uncovering a prophecy that shakes the heavens. He wasn’t chosen to save the world. He was cast out to conquer it.

In the celestial realm, he was feared by all. The God of Death, the eternal judge, the one who ferried souls through the River of Oblivion. Yet even gods are not safe from betrayal. Branded as a villain and stripped of his divine power, he was cast into oblivion by the very one who created him — the God of Creation. But death does not end the Reaper. Reborn into a mortal world torn by war and divine control, he awakens with a single truth — the gods are corrupt, and he will burn their thrones to ash. With no system, no prophecy, and no mercy, he rises not as a hero… But as the final villain of the gods' story. “They called me evil. Now I will show them what evil truly is.”

The Unseen Judge No sin goes unseen. No debt goes unpaid. From the moment the first spark of life ignited in the void, the law was written: every act of cruelty, every drop of spilled blood, every whispered lie would one day be answered. Kings and beggars, warriors and thieves—none could outrun the reckoning woven into the fabric of existence itself. The Greeks called it Nemesis. The old religions spoke of scales and hellfire. But those were only shadows of the truth. The truth is simpler. Somewhere between the ticking of stars and the silence of graves, there is a force that watches. It does not forget. It does not forgive. And when the time comes, it does not knock. It simply appears—in the corner of your vision, in the hush between heartbeats—and offers you a choice you do not deserve. Confess.

For mischievous use of power Jihoon thrown in between of the court of God of death. As a lesson they throw him on the earth for a lifetime. Jihoon landed on Earth. Okay. A new world, new living beings, and weird technologies. And the thing is HE IS ALONE WITH THESE RIDICULOUS POWER! As a *Karmic Angel* he always been judge people and give them consequences from the heaven.But here he was thrown in middle of these weird creatures called Humans. But sliding those thoughts he started to roam around the city but. He saw a beautiful girl was standing at the edge of bridge, about to jump from there. His eyes widened. The girl jumped after closing her eyes. But she didn't fall. At first she thought she might be dead but when she opened her eyes she found herself into arms of a handsome man! But the man was flying in air?! Without even wings?! And the girl happen to be a science student, Misa.

He judged the world not by sin or virtue, but by profit. Not heartless—just a monster who exploited his own empathy to rise, and never be used. He reached a peak once imagined only in dreams, only to be slain by the very father who called him disgraceful— never seeing that his "shame" had lifted the family from hunger. Now, his soul stirs inside a foreign prince. A goblet in hand. A crown within reach. No fear. No guilt. Only gratitude for death— and the rebirth of pure ambition. In this world, again, he would not kneel. He would dance with the crown.

“In a world where silence speaks louder than truth, how far will one soul go to break the chains of fate?” Niro was never meant to be a hero. Haunted by memories, betrayed by those he loved, and cursed with a power that reveals the darkest corners of people's minds, he walks a path drenched in sorrow and shadow. But when he dies and awakens in Nocturnum — a divine realm shaped by cosmic laws and forgotten gods — the silence he once feared becomes his greatest weapon. Here, sins are judged not by action, but by thoughts. And the greatest sin of all... is hope. Hunted by angels, tempted by devils, and carrying the legacy of a broken world, Niro must uncover the truth behind his past, his family’s curse, and the mysterious "Starborn" — beings who challenge fate itself. But in a world where even gods bleed, what will Niro sacrifice to break the silence?

> He lost everything. Now he has nothing left but himself William roams the ruined streets, bitter, angry, and desperate to survive in a world that has already discarded him. When he meets Elsa — a strange, emotionless girl hiding among the homeless — he sees her as just another tool to use. But Elsa isn't normal. She's unreadable. Unshakable. Unafraid. And she might not even be human. What begins as a con spirals into a descent through abandoned churches, death cults, cursed dimensions, and divine laws not meant to be broken. Because something is watching. Judging. Waiting. In a universe split between Hell, Heaven,some stories were never meant to be told. Survival is just the beginning. Fate is cruel. And sin always collects its due.

The novel should’ve ended at Chapter 1855. It was a failure. A forgotten story. Just like its author, Me But the world didn’t end. It changed. Now I’m stuck inside the damn thing. The Endless Dream… where dreamers fight, kill, and break just to live another day. Missions? Twisted. Debts? Never-ending. The system? It watches. It judges. It filters everything. I’ve got knowledge of what’s supposed to happen. But nothing plays out the way it should. The future bends. Characters twist. And me? I’m spiraling. Murim? Broken. Demon Realms? Broken. Multiple Realms? Exists. Heaven? Exists. Hell? Broken Surrounded by Seven Deadly Sins, Demon Kings, Butlers, Great God, Archangels, Lucifer, Murim Gods.. I, the sole author of this story will rewrite the dream. This is After the End.

When the bell rang at 8:01 AM, time stopped. The classroom cracked. Reality shattered. A message appeared in the blood-soaked air: “Role Assigned. Dungeon Initiated.” 32 students are now trapped in a sentient tower that judges not strength, but morality. Each has a secret Role, hidden stats, and a fate tied to the tower’s will. If you lie, it remembers. If you kill, it rewards you. But fall too far… and you’ll mutate into something that can never leave. Ayato Kurozaki, a forgotten student with a dark past, is the only one who can read the others’ Karma. In a class where allies become monsters and trust is dead, he must decide: Who deserves to survive—and who should never make it out alive. Dungeon Class: Tower of Karma – A dark survival dungeon isekai about morality, betrayal, and second chances.

My first ON will try my best not to screw it up. Synopsis: A young man dies by getting pushed in front of the train by a strange shadow. He awakens in the Nothingness were the Judge of all Gods takes interest in him because of the history the soul of the young man contains. He sends the young man out so he can find the protagonist's murderer while letting the protagonist live a new life in the era of the Three Kingdoms. Basically our MC will be traveling from Era to Era starting with the Three Kingdoms. He will be living under the Vikings, participate in the 100-year-old War between France and England and many more before he reaches his goal. The Cover was made by The_Kings_Author. Thank you for making it for me.

Islam is one of the largest religion on earth.Nearly 2 Billion people are muslim in these world.The prophet of Islam Muhammad PBUH has prophesized many prophecy.We will look at his prophecies and judge how much of them is true.So lets delve into it.

In a place filled with desperation, filth, and deception, survival remains the singular goal for all those who call the slums home. The game was to outlive everyone else, to see who could collect the most scraps and live to see the next day, where a slight shift in stakes was the determining factor between life and death. Rune is no exception to this grim game, but his stakes are higher; he is playing for two. With his sister and himself to care for, keeping hunger at bay for even one person is a struggle, and adding another makes it nearly impossible—a precarious tightrope he often teeters on. Each day, Rune barely manages to evade death, but what happens when the rules of the game shift, when a whole other world of mana, authority, and society suddenly exists? When myths transform into reality, and the legends of the ancients are no longer mere whispers in children's tales? What unfolds when a long-dormant threat creeps into the hearts of all who live?

From tierless to supreme, his was never a path, but a fracture in fate. 4317, branded and fated to die as a slave. But he fought back, blooming the world seed in him. Now, a brutal trial begins. Power. Pain. Revelation. Will he bloom and uncover the dark secrets of the world, or will he break like most? In a world ruled by false gods and rotting thrones… The World Tree doesn't judge. It only offers— To gods and monsters alike. WARNING: Bloom at your own risk. This tale is not for the faint of heart. Inside: Blood. Pain. Chains. Gods that don’t listen. And a seed that refuses to die. You’ve been warned.

Selfish, cautious, envious, and ruthless main character. all in all just read my fuxking novel it has cosmic horror that devours galaxies, deaths up on deaths, I’m talking in quadrillions. slumbering gods from a billion years ago. forbidden realms blood and gore. tired of endless reincarnations, human mc and systems. read my novel. (English is not my first language.) oh and don’t judge my novel until you read to at least chapter four. oh, one more thing just in case you read to chapter 4 and still drop, “ fxck you toooo!!!” (ps… first volume is good I guess, because I actually had an idea of where the story was going. second volume not so much because I had no idea of the story, basically I just sat and wrote anything that came to mind.)

This serialized story is told through the damaged lens of a mythic vigilante-haunted by a divine presence he was born with. By day, he upholds the corpse of law, by night he becomes judge, jury and executioner. The living embodiment of justice. Edward Quinn, barely twenty. Cracking under the weight of a city built to eat straight shooters alive. And Nearen - the voice of judgment that demands justice be executed. Follow the silent descent of the vigilante into the bowels of Promise City, Vault City's rotten core. And the global wreckage left behind by the rich who are too powerful to bleed. Welcome to Vault City, here, even angels bleed. Clean men become dirtied. And even Heroes fall. Affirmation of Copyright: Near/Edward Ayaka Quinn PHATKATREACTIONS Character Created: April 5th, 2025 All Rights Reserved Any unauthorised use, reproduction, adaption, or distribution of this character, his likeness, mythos, or supporting lore (including Vault City, Promise City, Nearen, The Empress, or Trillionaire and others not listed) is strictly prohibited.

“You look beautiful in that gown.” He whispered as he reached for my hand. I didn’t answer him. All I could feel was hatred, sadness, and sorrow. This is the worst day of my life. We faced the judge while I was trying to brush his hand off my arm. The entire event happened with me trying to move away from him while he keeps on pulling me beside him. The judge didn’t even ask me if I agree on marrying him. “And now, I pronounce you husband and wife! Mr. Hastings, you may kiss your wife now.” That phrase caused my whole body to shiver. I could still remember the time when he kissed me. Sebastine faced me and lifted the veil above my head. I froze in place for a moment while I was staring at his face. Slowly, he moved his face closer to me while looking straight into my eyes. My heart kept on beating so fast it felt like it was going to jump off my chest. He put his hand under my chin and made me look at him as he claimed my lips. I flinched but then I closed my eyes as I felt the warmth of his mouth. I wanted to push him away, I wanted to punch his face but I just couldn’t. It felt like a spell was cast on me.

Jason Reyes is just sixteen, a brilliant but timid boy trapped in a life that’s slipping through his fingers. After his mother is diagnosed with early-stage cancer and his family falls deep into debt, Jason is forced to quit school and shoulder the weight of survival. With no formal education and few options, he discovers an unexpected lifeline—delivering food on his old birthday bike. As he pedals through a world that’s quick to judge and slow to forgive, Jason must navigate the harsh realities of poverty, illness, and betrayal. But beneath his quiet exterior burns a fierce determination to save his family—and prove that even a boy with broken unlucky fate can become a man that will strive to change the hand he got dealt.